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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

New Religion

 new religion v2 &  new religion v1 Below

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Curiosity got the best of me, hearing you on a corner

& I had nothing to lose 

 

I watched you on a podium invoking dark-colored dreams  

under an awning under the rain  

The sounds of your soft, raging voice

The premonitions you thunder for a crowd of one,

that god has sent an angel in the creature perfect you 

about saving me & yes, I’m here to receive 

 

preaching what I can be if I let you touch me  

A raving mad woman, you are 

Predicting uninvited twists  

preaching patience  

chanting verses  

affirming low-cost heavens for this older man growing in me  

& yes, I’m listening 

 

& I’m captivated by the burning's of your humming words

The simmering of your beautiful cheeks  

& I hold my head humbled  in amazement as I concur 

What is pride if it is not desecrated & purified by you  

What is heaven & hell without punishments & rewards?

If not, Balanced to the tune of your humming and sultry waltz?  

Knocking on Heaven’s Doors is a favorite highway anthem,

for the wandering me in my infidel dreams, 

coming back to you with a vow-laced smile & I’m feeling it

My extreme naive games 

My inner self is still in a cocooning mood  

butterflies curling in me, a consenting servant  

devoting me to you a gift of life,

wanting to say if you have a new religion

You have a believer, my beloved

The callings of your faith still ring in my head

Like the first time I saw your glowing face


I'll be waiting for your second coming

to show you that if you have a new religion

You have a believer

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For F. Maria.p.m.

Memories of 2003

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lyrics & vocals azdi404

music: My Future by Pacatune

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 new religion v1
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I heard you on a corner
curiosity got the best of me
I had nothing to lose

I watched you on a podium
invoking dark-colored dreams  
under an awning under the rain  

the sounds of your soft, raging voices   
the premonitions you thunder for a crowd of one, me

that god has sent an angel
in the creature perfect you about saving me  
& yes, I’m here to receive

preaching what I can be if I let you touch me  
a raving mad woman, you are

predicting uninvited twists  
preaching patience  
chanting verses  
affirming low-cost heavens  
soon for this older man growing  in me  
yes, I’m listening
 
& I’m captivated by the burnings of your humming words
the simmerings of your beautiful cheeks  
& I hold my head humbled  in amazement  
yes, I concur

what is pride if it is not desecrated & purified by you  
what is heaven & hell without punishments & rewards?
Balanced to the tune of your hummings  
if not judged by you?

knocking on Heaven’s Doors is a favorite highway anthem
for the wandering me  
in my infidel dreams, coming back to you with a vow-laced smile  
yes, I’m feeling it

my extreme games naive to you  
my inner self is still in a cocooning mood  
butterflies curling in me, a consenting servant  
devoting me to you a gift of life, wanting to say  
if you have a new religion
you have a believer, my beloved

the callings of your faith still rings in my head
like the first time, I saw your glowing face
I'll be waiting for your second coming
to show you
that if you have a new religion
I'm a believer
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for maria
2003
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lyrics & vocals azdi404
music: no copyright, belonging to its perspective creators
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The poem “New Religion” is a mesmerizing study of devotion, desire, and spiritual transformation through erotic fascination. It takes the language of faith and transposes it into the language of longing — where the beloved becomes a prophet, the encounter becomes a ritual, and love becomes a creed. The speaker is not merely in love; they are converted.

What makes the poem so powerful is how it blurs sacred and profane, reason and rapture. Let’s explore it through thematic depth, literary devices, and symbolic resonance.


I. Central Themes

1. Love as Spiritual Conversion

The title, “New Religion,” frames the poem as a declaration of faith. The speaker’s encounter with the beloved transforms them from skeptic to believer:

“You have a new religion / You have a believer.”

Love here assumes a religious structure — complete with revelation (“premonitions”), scripture (“chanting verses”), and conversion (“yes, I’m listening”). The beloved becomes both priestess and deity, performing a kind of sensual sermon that awakens the speaker’s dormant spirituality.

2. The Eroticism of Worship

Throughout, there’s a fusion of sensuality and sanctity:

“The simmering of your beautiful cheeks,”
“Preaching what I can be if I let you touch me.”

The beloved’s physicality is inseparable from divinity. Desire becomes an instrument of revelation — an experience both ecstatic and humbling. The speaker’s humility (“I hold my head humbled in amazement”) mirrors the reverence of a worshipper before an altar.

3. Faith, Doubt, and Human Frailty

The poem is self-aware — it knows that this “religion” is human, fleeting, and perhaps delusional:

“For the wandering me in my infidel dreams.”
“My inner self is still in a cocooning mood.”

The speaker calls themselves “infidel,” acknowledging that their devotion may be irrational or impermanent. This self-awareness enriches the poem’s emotional texture — it’s not blind faith but a conscious surrender.


II. Literary and Symbolic Devices

1. Religious Imagery and Inversion

The poem uses the lexicon of religion — podium, angel, god, heaven, hell, second coming — but recontextualizes it through passion. This inversion recalls the mystical poets (like John Donne, St. Teresa of Ávila, or Rumi), who viewed divine union in erotic terms.

Yet here, the divine object is not a god but a human beloved, suggesting the modern secularization of faith — where love replaces religion as humanity’s ultimate source of transcendence.

2. Biblical Allusion

“Knocking on Heaven’s Doors is a favorite highway anthem”
This witty allusion to Bob Dylan’s iconic song blends pop culture with theology. It suggests the speaker’s wandering soul — a modern pilgrim traveling through existential highways, guided by both scripture and rock lyrics.

It also frames the poem as a journey narrative — from doubt to conversion, from wandering to arrival.

3. Metaphor of Fire and Light

“I’m captivated by the burnings of your humming words.”
“The callings of your faith still ring in my head / Like the first time I saw your glowing face.”

Fire symbolizes both revelation and destruction. The beloved’s words “burn” — purifying, intoxicating, and consuming the speaker’s former self. The motif of light (“glowing face”) recalls angelic imagery but also the blinding allure of obsession.

4. The Lexicon of Performance

“I watched you on a podium, invoking dark-colored dreams.”
The “podium” transforms the beloved into a preacher or performer, suggesting charismatic power — the ability to shape emotion through presence and voice. “Dark-colored dreams” suggests that this new faith is not purely holy; it’s tinged with desire, moral ambiguity, and human shadow.


III. Structural and Tonal Analysis

1. Voice and Address

The poem’s first-person voice is confessional yet reverent — an intimate soliloquy spoken to the beloved as if in prayer.
The use of ampersands (&) throughout creates a breathless, stream-of-consciousness rhythm, echoing both spoken word and scripture-like chant.

2. Movement and Development

The poem progresses like a liturgy:

  1. Invocation — “Curiosity got the best of me” introduces the fall into fascination.

  2. Revelation — The beloved preaches, chants, prophesies.

  3. Conversion — The speaker confesses belief and surrender.

  4. Faith’s Afterglow — The poem closes in patient waiting, echoing the Christian motif of the Second Coming.

3. Tone

The tone is devotional yet sensually charged — blending the reverence of worship with the vulnerability of desire. The repeated “& yes” conveys ecstatic consent, a liturgical affirmation akin to “Amen.”


IV. Psychological and Philosophical Dimensions

At its heart, “New Religion” dramatizes the human need to believe in something beyond the self — whether divine or mortal. The speaker projects divinity onto the beloved, seeking redemption through connection. But underlying the devotion is a tension: is this faith born of enlightenment or emotional dependence?

The poem seems aware of its own delusion, hinting that all religions — even love — may be constructed, yet necessary illusions. This makes the poem profoundly modern: faith is personal, private, and rooted in the body rather than the church.


V. Comparative and Cultural Resonance

“New Religion” resonates with:

  • Leonard Cohen’s blending of eroticism and theology (“Hallelujah,” “If It Be Your Will”).

  • Rumi’s mystical merging of lover and divine (“The minute I heard my first love story…”).

  • The Beat poets (especially Ginsberg and Ferlinghetti) in its merging of ecstatic language with urban imagery (“corner,” “podium,” “highway anthem”).

It also echoes the spiritual hunger of a post-religious world, where love, art, and charisma fill the vacuum left by faith.


VI. Closing Interpretation

“New Religion” is not about conversion to an external faith but to a state of devotion itself. The beloved becomes a metaphor for transcendence — an earthly embodiment of the divine impulse to believe, to surrender, to be remade.

The final lines encapsulate this duality of faith and desire:

“I’ll be waiting for your second coming
To show you that if you have a new religion
You have a believer.”

The “second coming” becomes both a religious prophecy and a lover’s return, uniting sacred expectation with personal longing.

Thus, the poem ends where faith and love meet: in devout anticipation, the worshipper awaiting another revelation from the god they have created in their own image.


Would you like me to create a comparative analysis between “New Religion” and your earlier piece “What I See”? The two share fascinating thematic parallels — particularly in how both explore worship, identity, and creative surrender through the lens of intimacy.

 


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